Sara was really looking forward to visiting her older brother Steve. She hadn't seen him in almost two years and she really missed him. Even though he was nine years older than her 18 years, they had always been close when she was growing up before he left home, never to return again from college, having met and married Veronica and started his own life. Life at home with her parents had become more difficult for her this last year as she felt herself to be more grown up than they were willing to admit. She had taken the car they had bought for her, which she really wasn't supposed to be driving without an adult licensed driver with her, but she felt fairly certain that they wouldn't call the police and as long as she drove carefully she wouldn't get in any trouble. She knew the note she had left would make them mad, but hopefully they'd understand and the break for the summer would be good for all of them.
Slowly she drove around looking for the signs that would take her to the gated community she knew Steve and Veronica lived in. Finally she made a turn and there was the sign, Carefree, An Adult Community. She pulled up to the guard hut and smiled at the man who stepped out to greet her.
"Hi, I'm Sara Hempstead," she said. "I'm looking for my brother's house, Steve Hempstead," she explained.
"Well, hello, Sara," the guard said, smiling at her. "I'll just call ahead and let them know you're here."
"Oh, I'd rather surprise him," she said, knowing that she hadn't told him that she was even coming. She hadn't wanted her parents to interfere with her plans. "If you could just tell me how to get there," she suggested, smiling at him again.
"Well, sure, I guess so," the guard agreed, charmed by the beautiful teenager. "It's just down two streets, then turn left and it'll be the third house on the right," he explained. "You can't miss it. It's number 114."
"Oh, thank you," Sara said, excited about seeing Steve again.
"Have a nice visit," the guard said, waving as she drove through when the gate slid aside.
Sara easily negotiated the streets until she had parked her car in front of 114. It had been a long drive, almost 11 hours and she was a bit tired from the drive. Getting out of the car, she stretched, making her 5'7" seem even more as she reached for the sky, her long red hair cascading down her back almost to her waist. Taking a deep breath she went up to the door and rang the doorbell. When the door opened and Steve saw her standing there, his mouth fell open and he grabbed her in a big hug."
"Sara!" he exclaimed. "What are you doing here?"
"I couldn't take it at home any more and I thought I'd come visit," she said, relieved at his greeting.
"What did mom and dad say?" he asked, slipping an arm around her shoulders and leading her into the house.
"Well, I don't really know," she said. "I just left them a note, I didn't really tell them where I was going."
"Shit, they'll be worried," Steve said. "Let me just call them and tell them you're here and I'm sure it will be okay."
"I don't want to go back," Sara said. "They've been horrible lately."
"Don't worry," Steve reassured her. "I can't believe how good it is to see you. I mean, you've really grown up, haven't you? You're not just a little girl any more."
"You think so?" Sara asked, beaming, knowing that the last time she had seen him her breasts were just starting to grow and that now she had big full breasts, just like their mother.
"Yes, I do," Steve said, looking at her. "You're really quite a beautiful young lady now."
"Oh, Steve, thanks," Sara said, hugging him. "I've missed you so much."
"Hey, it's all right," Steve said, feeling her tremble in his arms. "Everything's okay."
Sara sat on the sofa while Steve called their parents. She could tell that they were angry but Steve seemed to make everything okay and by the time he had hung up the phone he was smiling.
"Well, they were pretty worried, especially since you're underage to take the car by yourself," he explained. "But I think they understand and they said it was okay if you visited with us for a while."
"Oh, Steve, thank you," Sara said, her worries about everything vanishing into thin air.
"Let's get your things from the car," Steve suggested. "We've got a spare bedroom that you can use as long as you're here."
They went out and got Sara's few bags, excitedly catching up on what they had been doing since they had last seen each other. They continued talking while Sara unpacked what little she had brought and put it into drawers."
"Steve, is someone here?" Sara heard Veronica's voice ask.
"Yeah, it's Sara," Steve replied as Sara finished putting the last of her things away.
"Sara?" she heard as she turned around, just as veronica walked into the room pulling a short silk robe on around herself, but not before Sara had seen that she was totally naked underneath. "What are you doing here, Sara?" she asked, smiling a sleepy smile at her.
As Steve explained, Sara tried not to stare at her. She hadn't remembered that she was so beautiful, with thick black hair and olive skin, her eyes big and a wide, generous smile on her face. That plus the fact that the robe she was wearing was short. It barely covered her ass.
"Well, I hope you'll like it here," Veronica said, putting her arms around Steve and kissing him.
"Oh, I'm sure I will," Sara said, trying to hide her shock as the robe rode halfway up Veronica's naked ass.
"I'll bet you'd like to take a shower and relax a bit after your drive," Veronica said, turning to smile at her.
"Yeah, I suppose so," Sara agreed.
"Well, the bathroom's the next door to the left," she said, "so why don't you do that and then we'll decide what to do."
"Great," Sara said, getting to her feet.
She gathered some things she needed and went to the bathroom, slowly undressing as she thought of how Veronica hadn't seemed to realize or mind that her ass had been showing when she had kissed Steve. Then she realized that she hadn't grabbed her favorite conditioner that she had brought with her, so wrapping a towel around herself she went back to her room to get it. When she came out of her room, she couldn't help but see into Steve and Veronica's room, which was right across the hall, because the door was wide open. What she did see caused her mouth to drop open and she almost gasped out loud. Steve was kneeling in front of the bed, his face buried between Veronica's thighs as she lay on the bed with her feet up on it and her knees spread wide. She knew that Steve must be eating Veronica's pussy and she could actually hear Veronica cooing and encouraging Steve as he pleasured her.
Hurrying back to the shower before they saw her, Sara was surprised to find herself aroused as well as shocked by what she had just seen. It shouldn't shock her, she told herself. After all, they've been married for two years now. It was just that the door had been open and well, she was just shocked. But she noticed in the mirror that her nipples had hardened into big knots on the ends of her big breasts. She brought her hands up to cup them and felt a thrill course through her body as her fingers closed on her nipples, squeezing them and gently pulling on them.
She was always amazed how her body could feel when she stimulated herself in ways that she was sure her mother would not approve of. Just thinking of what it must feel like to have someone do to her what she had seen Steve doing to Veronica made her shiver. It must be wonderful, she thought as she stepped into the shower.
It felt good to wash the long day away as she stood under the water. Finally she forced herself to get out, carefully drying her long hair and then standing in front of the mirror while she brushed it out. She thought of her hair as her best feature, not realizing that other people might have different ideas. She noticed that her nipples had calmed down, but as soon as she realized this and then remembered the reason for their excitement, they began to harden. She watched as they bunched up, screwing themselves into knots as she continued to slowly brush her hair.
She finished brushing and wrapped a towel around herself, gathering her things and went back to her room. She glanced into Steve and Veronica's room but didn't see them in there. She went into her room, pushing the door closed behind her. Dropping her towel to the floor, she began to rub moisturizer all over her body, remembering how it was important to keep her skin soft. She was bent over doing her lower leg and foot when suddenly her door opened and Veronica came in.
Blushing furiously, Sara spun around and stood up, not sure whether to reach for her towel to cover herself or not. Seeing her blush, Veronica smiled.
"I'm sorry, I guess I should have knocked," she said. "I'm just not used to it any more."
"That's okay," Sara said, trying not to show how shocked she was.
"I just wanted to see if you needed anything," Veronica explained.
"No, I don't think so," Sara replied. "I'm almost done."
"You sure are beautiful," Veronica observed, smiling at her. "I love your hair."
"Thank you," Sara blushed, feeling her nipples getting hard again in her embarrassment.
"Well, when you're ready, come join us in the kitchen," she said, turning to leave the room, not bothering with the door.
When she had gone, Sara pushed the door closed, still chagrined at Veronica just walking in on her. She noticed that the door had no way to lock it, so she shrugged and finished moisturizing, then pulled on some shorts and a sweat shirt, not wanting to bother with a bra right now. Quickly braiding her hair, she left the room and went down the hallway to the kitchen. As she walked into the kitchen, Veronica was standing with her back to her, leaning onto a central butcher block like counter as she talked to Steve. She was still wearing her robe and it had hiked up over her ass, totally exposing it. Sara was surprised again, because this time she could easily see Veronica's pussy lips pouting from between her legs. Her face reddened when she thought that her brother had had his face there not too long ago.
"Well, there you are," Steve said when he saw her. "How was the shower?"
"Uh, great," Sara replied. "I guess I really needed it."
"Do you have any specific plans while you're here?" Steve asked. "Or don't you know?"
"I don't really," Sara said. "I just wanted some space and I missed you, so I came here. Will I be in the way?"
"Oh course not," Steve said, laughing. "I was just wondering."
"Well, I'll probably lay in the sun and read a lot," Sara said. "And whatever comes up, I guess."
"That sound wonderful," Veronica said. "No plans, just take it as it comes."
"Something like that, I guess," Sara agreed.
"We've been invited to go to a neighbor's tonight," Steve said. "Would you like me to call and see if it's all right to bring you?"
"No, that's okay," Sara said. "I'll just hang out here. I don't mind, honest."
"Well, okay than," Steve said, smiling at her. "There'll be other times when you can join us, I imagine."
"Sure," Sara agreed. "You guys just do whatever it was you're going to do. I'll be fine."
They all sat around talking , catching up on what had been going on with their lives. Sara couldn't help noticing how naked Veronica really was whenever she'd shift her legs. A couple of times Sara even thought she could see her pussy as her knees parted. Finally Steve announced that they had to dress to leave and he told Sara just to help herself to whatever she wanted or needed, that the refrigerator was full and that she shouldn't be shy.
When they came out of their room only a few minutes later, Sara saw that Veronica was wearing a cute sundress, very short, more than halfway up from her knees, and with spaghetti straps. Sara hadn't realized how big her breasts were before, but with the low cut of the dress she saw that she had a really nice body. Steve was just wearing a pair of Bermuda shorts and a short- sleeved shirt. They both wore sandals.
"Well, see you later," Steve said, hugging Sara. "We'll probably be late, so don't wait up for us," he said, laughing, "mom."
"Don't you dare!" Sara laughed, hitting him. "And you better be in good and early or you won't go out for a month."
Veronica smiled at her as they left and Sara went to the kitchen to find something to eat. She ate and watched TV for a while. Then she felt tired and decided to go to bed. As she got to her room, she looked into Steve and Veronica's room, of which the door was open. Going in, she casually looked around, checking it out. She saw a magazine sticking out from under the covers of the bed, and not thinking anything of it, pulled it out to see what it was. To her great surprise it was a magazine entitled Swingers.
Sitting down on the edge of the bed, Sara flipped through the magazine. She was shocked as she realized what it was, seeing the pictures of people engaging in sexual acts and then she began to read the magazine. She was shocked as she read stories of people swinging, how they found other couples and then the things that happened between them, realizing that Steve and Veronica must be into it too. She felt herself getting turned on, recognizing that feeling as she tried to picture Steve and Veronica having sex with other people.
Then she put the magazine down, and feeling a little guilty, began to open the drawers of their dressers, just looking inside of them to see if there were any more magazines or something. When she pulled open the drawer on the night table which looked like Steve's side of the bed, Sara hit pay dirt, pulling out a photo album. Sitting down and opening it, her mouth dropped. Each page was the same. First a picture of Steve and Veronica with another couple, then the same picture but this time everyone was naked. Then there were usually three or four more pictures, each one showing Steve or Veronica having sex with one of the other people. And there were pages and pages of it, 24 in all, she counted.
Slowly Sara studied each page, shocked and also proud in a way as she saw how big her brother's cock was. Veronica too amazed her. She really did have an amazing body, and she obviously loved using it. There were pictures of her with cocks in her mouth, pussy and ass. Sometimes all at once. There were even several pictures of Veronica with other women, which Sara found the most exciting as she studied these pictures of forbidden sex. She noticed that Veronica did not have even one hair on her pussy. It was completely bald. As she looked through the album she noticed that most of the women were like that, making her realize that it was because they had shaved. She wondered what it would feel like not to have the auburn curls that framed her secret spot, as she thought of it.
Worried that they would come back and catch her, Sara replaced the album and put the magazine back the way she thought she had found it, then went to her room and undressed for bed. She was terribly aroused and she could feel how hard her nipples were as she pulled the sweat shirt off over her head. She knew that if she checked she would find that she was also wet between her legs, which she confirmed when she had slipped into the bed, her hand stealing down between her thighs to part her pussy lips and dip inside. As she played with herself she wondered what it would be like to have men like Veronica did, how it would feel. And she fell asleep like this, her hand between her legs and a smile on her face.
She woke up some hours later when she heard some noise. Slipping out of bed, she put her ear to the door and listened.
"Oh, Steve," she heard Veronica say, "that was so much fun."
"Yeah, it was okay," he agreed.
"Fuck me once more before we go to sleep," Sara heard Veronica implore him.
"Haven't you had enough yet?" Steve asked, laughing.
"Have I ever?" Veronica replied. "Come on, put that big cock in my pussy one more time, then I'll leave you alone until tomorrow. I promise."
"Come on, you," Steve said, and Sara heard them going into their room.
She didn't hear the door close and knew that if she opened her door she'd be able to see right into their room and watch them. She listened and didn't hear anything. Holding her breath and carefully opening the door, hoping that it wouldn't squeak, Sara opened the door just enough to be able to peer across the hall into Steve and Veronica's room. The lights were on and she could see that Steve was standing at the foot of the bed and Veronica was on her hands and knees. She couldn't make out any details but she knew from seeing the pictures in their album exactly what was happening.
Quietly closing the door, Sara slipped back into her bed, laying there picturing Steve fucking Veronica while she knelt on the bed. As her hand slipped between her legs again, she wondered if they had been with any of the people she had seen in the album, wondered what it would have been like to be there. Her fingers were busy between her legs, and soon she had that wonderful feeling that would wash over her when she played with herself and then she drifted back to sleep, a smile on her face.
* * *
The next morning Sara woke up feeling much better for the rest. She hadn't realized how tired all the driving had made her. Then she remembered what she had discovered the night before in Steve's drawer. She didn't know what to do as she got out of bed, pulling on her oversized sweatshirt and a pair of gym shorts. She opened her door and saw that they were still asleep, so she quietly went to the kitchen and found what she needed to make coffee. After the coffee had brewed Sara sat with a cup, reading a magazine that she found on the table. Not like the one in their room, though. She wasn't aware of anyone in the room until she heard Veronica's voice right behind her.
"Oh, I thought I smelled coffee," she said. "How nice."
Sara turned in her seat as she heard Veronica and almost dropped her cup, for she was as naked as a jaybird. She saw that Veronica's breasts really were as perfect as they had looked in the pictures, big, upright, large dark nipples on the ends. The slit of her pussy was easily visible without the hair covering it, and Sara saw that she had a beautiful and graceful back as she walked over and got herself a cup of coffee. Sitting on a stool across from Sara, Veronica smiled at her.
"Did you sleep okay?" she asked, taking a sip of the coffee.
"Yeah, fine," Sara said, trying not to be embarrassed. "Did you have fun last night?"
"Oh, yes," Veronica said, smiling. "It was a very nice evening. I hope we didn't wake you when we got home. It was pretty late."
"I didn't hear a thing," Sara replied, shaking her head.
"There you two are," Sara heard Steve say as he came into the kitchen in a pair of shorts. "And coffee's ready too," he said, pouring himself a cup.
"How did you sleep, Sara?" he asked as he took a sip.
"Oh, fine," Sara said, smiling at him. She really had missed him. He had been such a good brother and friend to her.
"Do you want your robe or something?" Steve asked Veronica.
"Oh, I didn't even think of it," Veronica said, looking down at herself. "I almost never wear any clothes around the house," she explained to Sara, "except when people come over. I'll go get something."
"No, you don't have to do that for me," Sara said, trying to sound grown up. "I've seen other girls in the locker room in gym class at school."
"Well, if you're sure you don't mind," Veronica said. "Because it doesn't matter to me. I just didn't think."
"No, don't be silly," Sara said. "This is your home."
"I see you remembered and put your shorts on," Veronica said, smiling at Steve. "Such a good brother."
"Well, of course," Steve said, sipping his coffee, his eyes smiling over the cup at Sara. "I don't think Sara would appreciate it if I walked around naked, would you?"